Before I came to New Zealand from the UK I had no idea of the family violence statistics in this country. NZME's series on family violence that ran last week has had a lasting effect on me.
It was, at times, shocking. The stories of violence that emerged from the dark shadows of Kiwi homes - and it was all corners of society - made it evident that we really don't know what goes on behind closed doors.
It got me thinking about what it would feel like to keep a secret like that. Not being able to tell those closest to you about the fear creeping into your daily life, making you scared to be in your own home. It was tough to read, so I can't even begin to imagine actually living it.
I find it hard to put myself in the shoes of someone trapped in an abusive relationship, and the series changed a preconception I wasn't even aware I had - that it is a victim's lack of strength first and foremost that causes a situation like that to endure.
Hearing from victims and abusers last week, I realised it's not that simple.